*
it has to do with love
gazing at every
small thing and hear
the thank you
smile swelling inside
it has to do with
abundance gratitude
.
.
Jan18
Abundance
Jan16
Ancora
Sundays’ Posts are dedicated to Italian Poetry. Tuesday Posts will be in English as usual.
*
ancora non so
come pormi
bambina che
teme l’invasione
altrui ancora
sogno per viaggiare
e anche il contrario
per non morire
.
Jan11
On Tenderness – Dec.2021
*
where did my soul go
she’s hurt and offended
she’s hiding from me
from others I will go now
looking for her I will
walk long step after step
until the blood pumps
until the heart awakens
until my legs hurt no more
until I could hear my soul’s
voice calling me out to be
taken softly in my arms
.
Jan4
Inaugural Poem For 2022
*
lead me away
from the darkness laid
ahead of me
— lift me —
into a door of golden light
wake me up from each
daily nightmare
.
Jan2
Mi spinge il tempo
Sunday’s posts are for the Italian Poems.
*
mi spinge il tempo
mi trattiene la bellezza
resta poco da fare
in questa vita dopo aver
imparato a scremare
il grasso dall’essenziale
la luce mi accoglie
mentre lascio impronte
dentro la poesia
.
Dec28
Unpublished Dec 2021
*
it took to be still
once more
to feel poetry
moving in
and around me
to flow to
lead to surge up
delicate
.
Dec21
Thinking
*
I’m left thinking
of this earthly time
we hold to it as if granted
.
having no understanding
no lightness of being
of seeing from above
.
Dec19
Sonno
Sunday’s poems are in Italian, Tuesday poems will be in English as usual.
*
siamo addormentati
.
quando consideriamo
banale e di poco rilievo
il cielo che muta forma
sotto i nostri occhi sopra
di noi che si spiega
una storia d’infinito
.
di cui noi siamo
sogno breve
.
Dec14
If I could
*
if I could just scan
the soil and the earth
looking for ghosts
.
lingering
.
looking for
someone they pretend
they lost
.
taking time
.
while we blindly go
continuing our lives
.
Dec8
I Shall Try Rest
*
I shall try rest
and sipping water
I shall walk alone
in silence
.
putting pieces
together step
after step breath
after breath
.
as long as I live
.
Dec1
What We Know
*
I know I know
I know others
are deaf and blind
.
they hear not nor
see anything
I mean to explain
they care not
.
I know you know
you know others
who don’t
.
Nov24
Unpublished November 2021
*
tiredness came in
with this month
short of light
.
the trees light up
flashes in the short
hours fleeting in fogs
.
Nov10
Imaginary Staircases
*
it takes care
to inquire of oneself
going down
inside in total silence
one step at
a time on imaginary
staircases
.
Nov3
The Foggy Line
*
the foggy line
from insanity and
deep pain how far
can we go on
.
hurting others be
cause we won’t
a-knowledge
the experienced
.
rejection
Oct26
Ethereal
*
maybe here is
the land of poems
coming as I can’t
wake up dozing
between steps
squinting tighter
feeling everything
deep inside of me
.
annamosca 